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Wednesday, May 3, 2017

SONGS FROM THE MORNING.... MAN'S QUEST FOR HOME...... with an ADDED EDIT

The town raises its spires to theheavens in the evening light;he enters the harbour at last,released from the sea to find a sailor's home,sheltered on the beach a voyager resting, he speaks: "O wind, soothed, soft-spokensilent wind, won't you blow my loveto me O night, dark-forgotten lonelynight, give your breath to be through the trees and ships' lights,harbour, speaking wave-crests on the sea through the streets, lost-lightedorchard keeping her leaves" speak, speak the circle openingof grief and joy to be hold, hold within the water's bowla trace the wind will leave when the houses are gone hereand speak her love to me... for the moment we did not seizeand let breathe has passed and is gone so speak O you silent one,soothed forgotten quiet one and give your breath of peaceto me this short while For home is the sea, bell-ringing,sounding sea, curling waved low rising the tossing surf fallsthe day O sea, soft watered shining sea,be to me as a wife is, warmto her lover and lull me, pull to me, cleanseme with soft words I have seen your long-hairedwomen of the rocks, call, watery bowers and I have known your peoples,never still, been with me O sea singing shining sea bewith me still in the evening.********************************(C)2017 by W.G. Milnetaken from a much longer poemof several books, this writing usesa long line, more internal rhythmsand rhyme - and really, I thinkshould be read aloud. So I'll belooking for a microphone to do this.I did an edit at 4:00 A.M. thismorning. I took out a few wastedwords... and phrases that messed upthe rhythm of the lines...Check out the following - after a weekof two we'll see if the edit is an improvement.

breathing wave-crests on the sea through these streets,

the lost-lighted orchard keeping her leaves"speaks the circle's opening

speak O you silent one,soothed forgotten quiet one, give your breath of peaceto me this short while For home is the sea, bell-ringing,sounding sea, curling waved low rising, the tossing surf fallson the day O sea, soft watered shining sea,be to me as a wife is, warmto her lover and lull me, pull to me, cleanseme with soft words I have seen your long-hairedwomen of the rocks call, bowers watery, and I have known your peoples,restless still, they have been with me O sea singing shining sea dancewith me still in the evening.

About Me

As years go by, there are more and more things I find not to do. Silence is essential, and loud music from time to time.Born in North Bay, Ontario, I grew up in Jamaica, West Indies, in the Parish of St. Ann. Now back up north, spend time in hut on cliff top, paddling a light canoe, when available

I'm going to do some singing on stage again, name - John Rock and the Angels put out a CD called, "It;s So Serious!" Have to re-master. Now doing CD "Wild Kingdom - A Johnny Rock Retrospective" (double disc)I'm learning how to digitize hundreds of live performance tapes.

My primary concern at the moment isincluding videos for my, "Songs That Cook" feature. And sprucing up recordings from my stage performances, so I can list musicians playing on each track, some of whom have died or gone crazy. Working with various John Rock bands can be mad fun and stressful.Hell, life is stressful. Being an animal in the forest is stressful. Singing and playing rhythms on stage with a group of talented people, that's a joy. When the music becomes one with the audience, that's an even greater joy - that's damn close to heaven on earth.I'm working with over ten diffferent manuscripts - parts of some of them are on amazon.com/kindle and ebooks. These books tend to be serials with chapters being added as I write them.I write erotic and fetish literature as Walker Ballantine (none published so far but coming soon)...Wait! "Stories From The Female Orgasm Clinic" is a Tumblr blog.I write spiritual and realization (foundation experience) tracts - some are published on amazon.comunder the title, "Most Ancient Gospel Found Anew, The Second Coming of Christ; I think some people think I'm a freak because I have had experiences that convinced me that the One Who Is Creating Us is conscious.I write "WAIT-A-BIT! Tales of Isolation and Panic. Moonshine Sketches of a Pickled Town" These are stories about the north that I find funny.There's nothing funnier than seeing a mankicking something in the throes of a tantrum... or the moment he realizes he's screwed because he's landed in the middle of the wilderness -nowhere -and he can't get out and he's hearing tales of animal attacks. And I write plenty more, for example, myBlogger blogs. One of my favourites is "The Whip and the Cross" which speaks of the split between the spirit and the flesh in the human psyche.O.K. Now I'm starting to bore myselfand I'm probably boring you also. So for now,enough is enough!